It's a pretty simple process, really:
- Listen to a favorite pop song;
- Get rid of any characteristic rhythms of the piece;
- Render the song in a kind of plaintive High Plains wail;
- Misremember the lyrics;
- Take the song to karaoke Saturday night down at the VFW;
- Get flummoxed by the speed at which words scroll across the screen;
- Find solace in the laughter.
I'm running down the road, trying to loosen my load,E.: Why are you laughing?
I've got seven women in my mind:
one that wants to stone me, one that wants to own me
and one that she says she is a friend of mine
Take it easy, take it easy,
Well, I'm standing in a corner of Winslow, Arizona
and a girl she slows down to take a look at my flat bed Ford
Take it easy, take it easy,
M: You can't have seven women in your mind - you have to have seven women on your mind.
E.: But that doesn't make any sense! It's a prepositional phrase!
M.: But it's the English idiom!
E. English! It makes no sense! But you know, oftentimes we foreigners understand and speak it better than native-born Americans! So ignorant! We work harder! You know what I mean?
M.: Yes, yes.....
Next week E.'s rendition of Dolly Patron's "Sudden Sheets" (better known as Dolly Parton's "Satin Sheets").
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